Patrick Park - Stay with me tomorrow

Tekst :

the quiet night room
filled with unfinished stories
and wait for smoke that lines the air
a body burning out of moderate rage
and you can find me there

and i ll offer you nothing
nothing worth saving
and i ll ask for nothing in return
just for you to stay with me tomorrow
if this world still turns

now if i could stop my dreaming
and curse the upward skies
of all their april gales and shepherd gulls
riding side by side
there would be a world to breathe
between you and i
and it wouldn t break my heart
if you called to say goodbye

if you re really leaving
leave nothing in my care
everything i own is broken
and far beyond repair
i ve offered you nothing
asked nothing in return
just to stay with me tomorrow
watch this whole world burn

but now you re really going
the night it cuts like nails
pulling hard and fast and full
or boring holes into my sails
so lead the way tomorrow
to a world that s free from care
and may a small amount of truth and lie
somehow find you there

if you re really leaving
leave nothing in my care
everything i own is broken
and far beyond repair
i ve offered you nothing

Inne utwory

  • Something pretty
  • Life is a song
  • Thunderbolt
  • Honest skrew
  • Time for moving on
  • Sons of guns
  • Home for now
  • Past poisons
  • Arrive like a whisper
  • Saint with a Fever
  • Here we are
  • Bullets by the door
  • Silver girl
  • Losowe utwory

    Behavior

    You re like an angel with the sweetest smile
    But when you use it you re an evil child
    Oh, Oh, that s what brings me back again.

    We get along but only half the time,
    The other half you ain t no friend of...

    Falling down

    If fear s what makes us decide
    Our future journey
    Well I m not along for the ride
    Cause I m still yearning
    To try and touch the sun
    My finger s burning
    Before you re old, you are young
    Yeah, I m still learning

    Chorus:
    I am...

    El oasis

    Lo mío es un homenaje a la reconciliación al amor
    Entre la gente que es la bendición de Dios
    Lo mío es andar sembrando la semilla del perdón
    Y recoger de coshecha la vida es una ilusión
    Y entre mis hermanos una y otra vez cambiarles...

    Trujące rośliny

    Przemieniła na wskroś, wydrążyła mnie w okrąg
    Ognista z jęczmienia wydobyta ból
    Ta z meksykańskich karczm przyprawiła mnie o lot bez tchu
    O stan na podobieństwo snów
    Jeszcze więcej znam, jeszcze więcej ich znam
    Zatruwają mech, odbierają czas
    Ale żadna z nich, ale żadna jak ty
    Nie olśniła mnie, nie...

    Canoa

    Canoa de vela erguida
    Que vens do cais da ribeira
    Gaivota que anda perdida
    Sem encontrar companheira
    O vento sopra nas praias
    O sol parece um morango
    E o tejo baila com as vagas....
    A ensaiar um fandango

    Canoa, conheces bem
    Quantas docas quando à norte pela proa
    Quantas...